I'm Confused

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Rydel's P.O.V-- later during the party.

Ross and Ella get off the couch and walk away together. After a few minutes, i follow them. Both of them; lean against a wall, Ross holds Ella's hand as they talk.

"He's just being supportive, Rydel. That's his neice." My conscious snaps.

But the the next thing that happens, shocks me. They start having a full blown make out session. i clear my throat. They pull back and stare at me wide eyed. "What the hell?" I snap.

Ross pulls Ella close to him and she slides her hands in his pockets. "Riker said its okay," Ross says defensively.

"She's your niece!" I growl.

He looks at Ella, then back at me. "Not biologically," he barks.

I shake my head and walk away. This is one messed up family.

Ella's P.O.V

Ross looks at me after Rydel walks away. "Do you wanna go sit back on the couch?" He asks quietly.

I slide my hands out of his pockets and nod. as we walk back to the couch, dad stops me. "Wanna drink?" He slurs.

I take the shot from him and chug it before he walks off. Ross and sit back on the couch, just talking. "Hey, Ella!" Rocky plops down next to me.

"Hey! You having fun?" I ask nicely.

He nods as Ross stands up. "So much, everyone is so happy!" He exclaims. I nod in agreement. "Even Ross!"

I smile at his name. "Yeah, he has a new girlfriend," I say.

He widens his eyes. "Who? Is she here?"

Ross cuts us off by handing us drinks. "She's beautiful, that's all you need to know!" Ross says as he chugs his whole bottle.

After I have a few drinks and Ross is drunk, he pulls me outside. "What's up, babe?" I smile.

He shrugs as he pulls me closer. "You can drive right?" He slightly slurs. I nod. "Can we got back to my house?" He smirks.

I grab his hand and lead him inside. He stumbles as we walk through the crowd of people. "Dad?" I tap him on the shoulder.

He turns around. "Hey, Ella. What's up?" He smiles.

"Ross is drunk.. Is it okay if I drive him home? I promise we won't do anything," I whisper in his ear.

He nods. "Yeah, that's fine. Call me if anything happens." He kisses my head.

Ross hands me his keys and we go to his car. "You're hot," he says as I start driving. "Can I bang you?" I sigh and don't answer him. "Please?"

I look over at him. "Ross, when you're sober I'll consider it," I hiss.

"Baby, I love you." He says innocently. I park the car in his driveway. We walk to his house. "I mean it," he whispers as I open the door.

"Then say it when you're sober," I growl.

He Sits on the couch, pulling me on his lap. "I did, I yelled at my mom. I'm not drunk, Ella. I just wanted to get you alone."

I stare at him with wide eyes. "But-- but you-"

He cuts me off. "Yes, I know what I said. But you need to believe me, I love you," he says honestly.

I let my emotions take over and kiss him roughly. He lays me down on the couch, climbing over me. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

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a/n

Should she do it or not?

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